The camera turns back to the young man.
The two got into the car heading to the police station. The young man kept looking out the window, not intending to make a sound.
The two sat on both sides of the back seat, Mr. An coughed: "Cheng Long, as for me, I am getting old and my health is not good. When I am old, I don't have the energy to take care of the family property It's gone. Can you come and help me?"
The young man looked over, and he said, "Don't misunderstand your elder sister's matter before, I just asked her to help. Of course, all the family's property is left to you."
Speaking of it, he was also a little puzzled, why he gave the firm to An Siyue inexplicably a while ago, as if he had been lowered.
The young man didn't fluctuate much when he heard the words, as if he had expected him to say such a long time ago.
"Father, I think it's better for the business to buy more herbs recently." He suggested in a light tone.
At a street corner where the car passed by in a blink of an eye, a peddler suddenly fell down and vomited on the ground. The people around were terrified, and it took a long time for someone to react: "Go to the doctor!"
Mr. An naturally didn't see this scene. He was very happy when his youngest son was willing to intervene in the family's business: "Okay, okay, I'll give orders right away."
Regardless of whether there was any basis, he agreed without thinking.
The reason is simple, because the youngest son is born with wealth luck. As long as it is a business he is optimistic about, it is basically a steady profit without losing money. It is also because of this that Mr. An loves him so much.
The young man lowered his eyes, hiding the complicated look in his eyes.
What is Chang An doing at home now
After only leaving for a short while, he found that he had already begun to miss that boy.
He didn't know that at the same moment, Chang'an was also thinking about him.
The police station arrived soon, and as soon as the two got out of the car, they met Jiang Ye who had just walked over.
Police Chief Du suffered from vomiting and diarrhea after spraining his ankle, and was unable to handle the case at all. Jiang Ye, as his apprentice, had no choice but to bite the bullet.
Of course, this is just an outsider's opinion. In fact, Jiang Ye felt that Sergeant Du's illness was just right.
"Mr. An, Young Master An, good morning." He greeted the two of them with a smile.
Mr. An nodded slightly in response, but the young man didn't say anything.
Jiang Yehun smiled indifferently, and greeted them: "Are you here to claim Miss An's body? Please come in."
In fact, with regard to this case, the top police officers agreed that it is better not to pursue it carefully.
The forensic doctor in the police station also examined An Siyue's body and found that she had no trauma except for the small handprints all over her body, and the possibility of poisoning was also ruled out. The most likely cause of death was death from shock.
Also, the location of her death is suspicious.
At that time, no less than 30 people in the restaurant saw her walk out of the restaurant, but in the end her body appeared in the bathroom of the restaurant, which made people think and fear.
It is hard not to think of such a case as a supernatural aspect.
After the rumors spread, Mr. An made a phone call to a familiar senior executive. The two chatted for a while on the phone, and finally reached a consensus.
The police department used a death row inmate to cover the crime, announced that this was a robbery and homicide case, and determined the case. All that's left is to wait for the rumors to die down.
In fact, there are three forces for the spread of rumors.
One side is the parents of An Siyue's suitor, who promoted the spread of rumors in order to remove the suspicion of his son; He was the one who first spread the rumor.
"By the way, the cases of Wang Hua, Hu Sheng, and Yuanyang have also been closed." Jiang Ye said while leading the two to the morgue, "They all died accidentally, and their families have already put their bodies away." Take it away."
Wang Hua and Yuanyang are the names of the nanny and the little girl, which is also one of the results of Mr. An's "negotiation".
"An's family is really an eventful time." Jiang Ye seemed to inadvertently sighed, "Mr. An, have you ever thought about why so many things happened in your house by chance? Is there someone playing tricks behind your back?"
He looked at the young man intentionally or unintentionally, and soon laughed again, waving his hands again and again: "Of course, this is just my guess. Maybe it's just a coincidence."
But anyone with a discerning eye knows that one or two incidents are still coincidences, and the third and fourth incidents are not coincidences at all.
Mr. An didn't seem to understand his digression: "Well, maybe our family has been unlucky recently. My poor daughter, she is so young, that robber who killed a thousand knives..."
He choked up as he spoke, and he always spared no effort in acting in front of others. Now, no matter what they thought before, the other police officers cast sympathetic looks at him.
In any case, it is embarrassing for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.
Jiang Ye didn't say anything more, and Mr. An's reaction was also within his expectation.
"Then I have no choice but to wish you a speedy change of luck." When he left, he said inexplicably.
After leaving the police station, Mr. An removed the handkerchief covering his face, and there was no glint in the corner of his eyes: "Actually, I also suspect that someone is playing tricks behind the scenes."
But the objects of his suspicion are all his competitors or something. As for that ancient corpse, he had burned it long ago, hadn't he
"Wu Zhu is making a batch of amulets. After she delivers them, you must wear them on your body properly." He looked at his younger son who had become more obedient and sensible after his resurrection, and exhorted him lovingly.
"Okay, father." The young man naturally agreed.
After returning to the mansion, the servant reported to Mr. An about An Chengya's intention to attack Chang'an, which made him furious again: "Every one of them makes me worry, are you trying to piss me off?! Shut him up. In the room, don't bring him food tonight!"
The young man was not affected by his anger at all. He first asked Chang An if he was injured, and after getting a negative answer, he asked, "Where is he now?"
"Little mistress is in the garden." The servant whispered.
The young man nodded and said to Mr. An, "Father, I'm going to find him."
Mr. An lay on his side on the sofa, waved tiredly, and let him go.
When the young man found him, Chang An was asleep on a deck chair in the garden, with a thin blanket covering his body, which was covered by a servant in case he would catch a cold.
The young man hugged him together with the blanket, Chang An felt a familiar breath, touched his face in a daze, then curled up in his arms and continued to sleep.
With his appearance, the young man was reluctant to let him go even if he carried him to the bedroom.
Although it was only a small lump and the weight was strangely light, but when the young man held him in his arms, he felt that the empty part of his heart was filled, and the irritability of pretending to be false with the annoying person disappeared completely.
…
As soon as Chang An opened his eyes, he saw the young man's magnified handsome face appearing in front of him, and he couldn't help showing a bright smile: "You're back!"
The young man was infected by him, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Did you miss me when you were at home?"
He asked jokingly, but Chang An nodded without hesitation: "Yes! I miss you so much, fortunately."
"..." The heart seemed to have been hit hard, and the young man suddenly felt that he had lost his ability to speak.
Changan was still talking: "...when you are not around, I feel bored in everything I do. I think... there is a word called..."
He was lost in thought, and the young man reminded: "Lonely?"
"Yes! That's it!" Chang An's eyes lit up, "I feel so lonely—!"
His voice was soft, and the drawn-out ending sounded like a baby. No one could resist this kind of attack, and the young man was no exception.
Or, for reasons we all know, he's even less resistant to it.
"...Alas." The young man complained half-truly, "Isn't it too foul to say such a thing?"
"Huh?" Chang An didn't know why.
"I mean, you are so cute." The young man changed the subject with a smile.
... You obviously didn't mean that in what you said before, did you
Chang An looked at him suspiciously, and the young man let him look at him, he wished Chang An could keep his eyes on him.
"Okay." Chang An said so, not dwelling on the previous problem.
Only then did he realize that he was curled up in the young man's arms. Even though he was blocked by the blanket, he could still clearly feel the coolness on the young man's body, like a big ice cube emitting cold air.
"Your body temperature seems to be getting lower and lower, is it okay?" Chang An couldn't help feeling a little worried.
"It's okay." The young man shook his head, "This is normal, as long as..."
The following words were swallowed between his lips and teeth.
Chang An didn't understand what he said, and was about to ask a question, but the young man preempted him: "What you said before, after you leave An's house, you will go to various places with me to enjoy the beautiful scenery and taste delicious food. Do these still count?"
Chang An thought for a while, and then remembered that this was what he said on the night of the ghost wedding. At that time, he still regarded the young man as a j, that's why he said such a thing. He didn't expect the young man to remember it so clearly.
He hesitated for a moment, and a disappointed look appeared on the young man's face: "You forgot?"
"No!" Chang An quickly shook his head, "Those who count, those who count, we have all hooked up."
Although the young man is not j, but the promise has been made, he will not go back on his word. Moreover, it is really pleasant to spend time with young people.
Chang'an silently said sorry to Jiang Man: Brother, I have found a better playmate.
"That's good." The young man didn't know what he was thinking, and raised the corners of his lips again, "I should also move faster..."
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